Clubs 'N Cliques @ The Doll Palace

Dollers of the world... Reunite!!!

Don't you think that a lot of people share your ideas and goals? TDP Clubs gives you ability to bring together different people to create your own community. You can participate in many cliques at the same time, but you can only join single club.

All created clubs and cliques have to follow TDP Terms Of Use. We do not allow any sexually related material. The Doll Palace will be enforcing this rule and completely blocking access to the accounts that disregard our policy.

The sign screams at you to pay it some attention. Its wails increasing as you cover your ears and glare at it with your best impression of The Hulk. The piece of board, standing on a spindly stick jutting from the uneven and terribly cracked ground, seems to blink at you as it watches. You frown as the worn words of the sign begin to dance backwards and forwards, around and around, until they're coiling together and making a pitiful black mess. You frown, doubting them being words at all, considering they look a lot like crudely drawn black worms. They look like those worms that don't know how to sit still - and yet, they don't do anything other than sit still. You have come to realise that, here in TheDollPalace, nothing is what it seems to be, yet everything seems to be exactly what it is. You sigh as you glance at the sign again - it has taken a break from the squirming dance of its word-worms and is now simply moaning and groaning and spelling bad words to insult you, most likely.

Before today, you had no idea that signs wailed, screamed or moaned and groaned. But in this day alone, you've come to work out a lot of things. Like, well, you don't really know what you've learned right now - but you know you've learnt something. You've been running around like a moron, holding your hands over your head to keep from being eaten by the creatures in the Story Section. And now, you've stumbled here, to a place that looks rather worse than a rubbish dump (although, it seems much better). Not that you can really tell, because there are so many flashing lights you'll probably wind up blind. It looks like someone attempted to make the place festive, but has only succeeded in covering it from head-to-toe in fairy-lights.

You stumble forward and collide with something that seems to be made of rock. Staring down at you is a petite blonde, her face covered in war-paint and her clothing similar. She's holding onto what looks to be an arm, an arm that is clutching at a ropey handbag. She begins to shake her head in distaste as you back away, colliding once more with somebody else. This person, however, isn't clutching an arm. She's kind of sitting, and yet, she's standing. Gigantic black wings arch from her back and she's holding onto what looks to be a notebook. You peer at the brunnette's word, noting that she's jotting down everything you're doing. You hurry away from her, only to collide again. By now your head is hurting. A pretty blonde girl stares at you, big blue eyes wide, before she transforms into a stunning horse and beckons you onto her back. You let out a squeak and day away. This time, you don't run it anyone. The shrill throb of music somehow keeps you from doing that. And before you is a stunning girl holding what looks to be a guitar.

You shake your head, turn, and stare at the army of creatures that have suddenly surrounded you. Men, all dressed in women's clothing, smile at you. They wave, they laugh, and the point at the misshapen building behind you. You're about ready to cry as they begin to move forward, forcing you back. They're going to hold you captive! You wince as you swung around, stumbling through the door. The doorknow licks at your palm as you turn it and, fighting a scream, you stumble inside.

Definitions

Waste-yoURDollPoints.
This impressive club was made when one very intelligent individual (CanITellUSmThin) saw a need and decided to fill it. Many people have already bought everything TheDollPalace had to offer, all the little extra items for the dollmakers and the like, and notice that her DollPoints continued to rise. There was really no need for this, she'd already bought everything, so what else could she do to get rid of the blasted things? So, for other members like her, she created a club. A club that she hoped, eventually, would reach number one on the Clubs Board. Really, all she wanted was a place to dump her DollPoints, because they weren't doing anything.

Karbies
A Karbie, for those of you too sheltered to know, is somewhat like a Barbie. Except, they're male. Kind of like cross-dressers, except much prettier. CanITellUSmThin created them, for whatever reason, and since the Karbies have stuck around (probably planning to take over TheDollPalace in the near future, perhaps).

Posted On: January 16, 2009Epic msn convo, seriously.
Me: No, seriously, what would you do if I’d lick your
face?
Pascal: I’d r.ape you.
Me: I thought as much. You should be pretty honoured:
the only reason I carry around mace is because of
YEEEEEEEW!
Pascal: ^_^ Hoorah! I wuv you! *hugs*
Me: BAD TOCUH! *maces*
Pascal: IT BUUUUUUUUUURRRNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSS!